The Cherished Wife

Noelle gazed into Charles' eyes, feeling completely captivated and unable to move.

Charles smirked when he saw her in this dazed state. He leaned in close, his warm breath brushing against her ear as he whispered, "Naturally, I came here to... do you."

A shiver ran down Noelle's spine, her eyes widening in surprise. She pushed Charles away, blinking several times and swallowing hard.

Seeing her reaction, Charles found it both amusing and exasperating. He reached out while playfully stroking Noelle's neck. "What are you doing? Normally, you'd be throwing yourself into my arms by now." "No way! You're so improper!" Noelle protested, her face turning a shade of red as vibrant as a boiled shrimp.

"You're usually somewhat of a gentleman. Maybe not exactly a refined gentleman, but at least not so-mmmph!"

Before Noelle could finish her sentence, Charles silenced her with a kiss. She stared at him in shock as he claimed her lips, his tongue tracing the outline of her mouth.

Noelle slowly closed her eyes, letting out a soft whimper as she began to respond to him, following his lead.

for a long while, and by the time they were both sated, Noelle was utterly

Charles, her hand

his eyes. He gently clasped her hand in return. "I'm not going anywhere,"

just wanted to keep

eyes, and then her chin. He sighed. "What an enchantress you are. Have you put some kind of spell on me?" "Yes,"

to roam over his chest. "I've cast a spell on you, and it's

caught her wandering hand, his voice taking on a warning edge. "Behave, or you'll be the one to suffer

men were especially vulnerable to teasing at

sparkled playfully, and she laughed. "Charlie, tell me...

a nod, his deep eyes flashing briefly with an intense, almost dangerous light.. "You'll have

of this problem soon."

Noelle replied softly. "I understand that